When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

from him who was almost on the

I'll take the two little girls to the bath first,

up the phone, Channing spoke,

realized he was asking herself and nodded her head in a

you hold and eat white

Winnie: "......"

the bowl and looked up at him, "Why don't you hurry up and eat, and finish ...... Lala and

down his phone and said lightly, "They'll be asleep by

and went

at her for a moment, got

whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put down her bowl, "I'll ......

walked over to the couch and picked up his blazer, glancing

"It's ...... is it?"

immediately adjusted her mood and watched

until the sound of the door closing came that she felt her tense nerves

smile at the

that he didn't

easy to make it and you haven't eaten a

head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her

halfway, she turned back and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers, even the paparazzi with cameras dislike the degree of

and ran two blocks to find a pharmacy to

her head back and swallowed the medicine, tore up the bag again and threw it in the

she collapsed back into the couch and let out a long

laid down and felt a little

went back and touched a

at the pen and the corners of

He fell again.

pen

walked over to the dining room table and cleaned up the

made all these dishes and basically left

in bed, listening to the rain

picked up the tablet, opened the variety show has seen countless times, the corners of the lips

his eyes seemed to be following

there was light in her eyes at

aside, played Variety, and slowly

Another night passed.

was still drizzling

the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all night,

out, the

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